Tomorrow my dad is moving out. Sunday, tomorrow is sunday and my dad is going to Canada. Bonjour. People speak french. Can my dad speak french???? Don't think so. Ha ha for him.
Maria and I are going to live together now. Even though her apartment is beyond tiny, I know we'll fit somehow.
I started this blog years ago for no reason. Now I guess I'll continue it, I'll dump all my misery here on all of you. (whoever you guys are anyways)
